chapter 12

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Emperor and Xiao Qi sat facing each other, brewing tea. The fragrance lingered in the air.

It was at this moment that I burst in.

“Your Majesty, Crown Prince, you must not!”

The Emperor frowned. “Goddess, what do you mean by this?”

“There is something wrong with this tea.”

The teacup shattered instantly on the floor.

“Your Majesty, please do not be disturbed. This medicinal tea was originally presented to the Crown Prince by the Second Prince, claiming it had the effect of relieving summer heat and calming the mind.”

“The Crown Prince is most filial. Presenting medicinal tea is a fine story in itself.”

“But I had a dream at noon, so I hurried here.”

In the past, I always used prophetic dreams as an excuse for my predictions.

The Emperor already had extraordinary trust in me.

Moreover, my dreams often came true, so he believed me deeply.

I told him that I dreamed there was poison in the tea, and that both of them would be poisoned after drinking it.

The Emperor’s expression darkened instantly.

He summoned the entire Imperial Medical Bureau to examine it.

Soon, a physician reached a conclusion.

“Your Majesty, there is an ingredient called Green Datura in this tea.”

“Green Datura itself is not poisonous, but when mixed with tea, it produces a strange toxin.”

The Emperor was furious.

“Someone actually wants to harm me and the Crown Prince?!”

He recalled who had presented this medicinal tea.

“Guards, summon the Second Prince-”

I coughed awkwardly, my gaze wandering.

The Emperor’s eyes swept over to me instantly.

“Goddess, do you have more to say?”

I lowered my head and spoke slowly.

“There was one more thing in the dream…”